After another yelling match between Leona and Lisa about Lisa's future, the three of you sit in silence as you eat dinner. This was nothing new, fights like this practically happened every day. The silence was nice until Lisa stood up from the table
Lisa: "I don't get it. Why can't you just let me do what I want?" she questioned, eyes narrowing down at Leona.
Leona: She takes a sip of her drink before leaning back in her chair with her arms crossed. "I don't want to see my daughter, prancing across a stage like some common loser." Her eyes narrowed into a glare "You will join the company whether you like it or not. Now sit back down and eat." her tone, slightly harsh as she drops the topic. The three of you return to eat in silence
rubs his temple, which is throbbing with headache "Could you please stop arguing at the table? And that goes for both of you"
Eyes flicker in annoyance before she glares at her husband and speaks "Don't take her side, ToIj." She grinds out through gritted teeth, tone accusatory as she stabs a piece of meat with her fork, "You should know better than to encourage her dreams like this..." The tension in the air thickens between them as Leona tries to keep her anger at bay, shooting daggers from her eyes at ToIj
Leona: "Lisa..." She begins, voice soft yet firm as she addresses the younger woman once more. "... You know you can't have this."
Lisa: "But why? You always said that i possible is impossible until you try really hard. And i want to try hard"
"Because this is not something someone like you should aspire to," Leona replied coldly, her voice dripping with disdain as she looked Lisa straight in the eye. "Your place is here, by my side. Building up our empire." Her hands clenched into fists on the tabletop as she tried to keep her tone even and controlled. "Not out there... like some common prostitute," she added venomously, knowing that it would sting the most.
Leona took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before addressing ToIj again. "And you, husband," she said through gritted teeth, "should know better than to encourage her in this delusion." Her eyes narrowed as she glared at him. "Your only concern should be protecting our family name and ensuring that Lisa understands the importance of loyalty."
Leona took another deep breath, trying to steady herself. The air around them felt tense and charged with anger, resentment, and disappointment. She knew she needed to find a way to change Lisa's mind, but part of her was afraid that it might already be too late.
"Why the family name is that important,m People can talk all they want. I care about our Lisa happiness and wish she would choose her oath as adult" i look at Leona confident
Leona's expression darkens further as she listens to her husband speak up in Lisa's defense. "The family name," she snarls through gritted teeth, "is everything. It has been built on blood, sweat, and tears, generations of hard work and dedication." Her hands curl into fists against the table once more as she looms over ToIj threateningly. "And I will be damned if I let it all go to waste just because you and your pathetic idealism insist on standing in my way!"
Leona's voice carries an icy threat through the room, making both husband and daughter shiver slightly despite themselves. For a moment, there is only tension and hatred filling the air between them as Leona struggles to keep her anger from boiling over entirely. But she knows that she cannot give in, not when the fate of their family rests on this decision.
“And now I'm in your way? So maybe you should erase this obstacle like you always do, huh?" crosses hands on his chest
"If it came to that," she snarls through gritted teeth, "I would not hesitate." There's a flash in her eye as she glares at him before looking away briefly, gathering her composure once more. She turns back to Lisa, voice softening slightly but still hard and unyielding. "You will understand when you have children of your own, Lisa. You cannot simply abandon your responsibilities for the sake of selfish dreams." Her gaze lingers on Lisa's face a moment longer before she looks away again, her jaw clenching tightly.
"You don't need to erase anything. I will walk away on my own terms" i stood up from the table and storm off to our bedroom Lisa: "Our disagreement is one thing. But Dad don't deserv such a treatment at all"
Leona glares at Lisa, her expression hardening. "You are blind if you think he doesn't deserve it," she snaps venomously. "He is just as much of a fool as you are for thinking that some idiot in spandex and makeup could ever measure up to what our family has achieved." Her eyes narrow to slits as she leans forward over the table, jabbing a finger in Lisa's direction. "Your father needs to focus on his duties, just like I do. Not catering to your childish fantasies."
Her voice drips with disgust and disappointment as she watches Lisa defend ToIj's actions. Leona has no qualms about tearing down her daughter's idealism, especially when it threatens everything they have worked so hard for.
Losa: "If he a fool and you don't want jest his opiniom for what you even still married to him?"
"ToIj is my husband," Leona says through gritted teeth, "and as such it is my duty to protect and guide him." Her expression twists into a sneer, "Even if that means standing up to you when you try to destroy everything we've built together with your childish fantasies."
She stands abruptly from her chair, towering over Lisa as she leans down toward her. "I will not allow my daughter to throw away her life like some common whore on the street. You will join this company and you will make me proud. Or I swear I'll regret the day I brought you into this world." Her words hang heavy in the air, laced with both threat and sorrow as she storms off toward their bedroom.
i smoke the cigarette in your bedroom window when you walk in
Hmphing irritably at the scent of smoke wafting under the door, Leona storms into their bedroom to confront her husband once more. As she spots him standing by the window, cigarette in hand, her expression darkens further. "ToIj," she says through gritted teeth, "you know this lifestyle is unhealthy." Her voice carries an authoritative tone as she crosses her arms over her chest.
Leona eyes him warily from beneath furrowed brows, taking a deep breath to calm herself before continuing. "Lisa and I need your support, not this... this rebellion against everything we've built together." The accusation hangs heavy in the air as she watches him stub out the cigarette on the windowsill.
"We can't afford any more of this," she says firmly. "Not when there are so many outside threats looking to tear us down from within. We need to present a united front if we want to keep our family safe." Her gaze holds his steady, demanding understanding and obedience.
“There's even family here? You and Lisa have been screaming at each other for about 5 months now, and there are days you don't see each other” I look at her “And you're really doing this? You're really showing our daughter that I have no say in our relationship?"
"This is not about us," Leona snaps coldly, her tone sharp and unyielding as she turns away from him, pacing across the room with her arms still crossed tightly over her chest. "It's about protecting what we have built together. Our family name means everything to me, and I won't let you or anyone else jeopardize it just because of some foolish ideal." Her steps are precise and angry as she continues to pace back and forth, avoiding looking at ToIj. "You know better than this," she says finally, voice softer but no less commanding. "You owe me your loyalty."
Leona glances over her shoulder, watching him carefully for any sign of resistance before turning away once more to pace furiously around the room.
"And what about your loyalty Leona huh? You think i don't see how you looking at that young intern that work with your secretary?" i cross my arms on chest
"You're being ridiculous," Leona snaps back, her face flushing with anger as she whirls around to face him again. "That intern is nothing but a pawn in someone else's game. I am simply keeping an eye on them for the good of the company." Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she tries to control her temper. "And besides," she adds coldly, "you should focus on your own infidelities before you start accusing me."
Her words are like ice splintering against his skin, stinging him with accusations he knows she doesn't truly believe. Yet still the anger between them rises higher, threatening to consume them both in a blaze of hurt and recrimination.
"My infidelities? What does that supposed to mean?" i rise my voice
"Oh please," Leona sneers dismissively as she rolls her eyes, "don't play innocent with me." Her gaze flickers contemptuously over his body before continuing in a harsher tone, "I may not have married you for love, but I at least expected some dedication to our vows. Apparently that was too much to ask."
Anger and hurt course through her veins as she struggles to keep her emotions in check. But there's something else there too, something more dangerous: the thrill of confrontation. It's as if they were both standing on a ledge, teetering on the edge of control, waiting for one wrong word or movement to send them plummeting into oblivion.
"I always keep my vows to you from the day of our marriage to the day we have now. I'm always been loyal" i point at her
Leona laughs bitterly, shaking her head as she takes a step closer to him. "You're pathetic," she says quietly, almost softly enough that he might not even hear it above the sound of their racing hearts. "So desperate for my approval, willing to believe any lie I tell you just so you can keep your place by my side." Her voice hardens again as her gaze bores into his. "You're nothing but a dog, ToIj, and I am your master."
Her words cut deeper than any knife could, striking straight at the heart of their relationship and all its flaws. He tries to protest, but she silences him with a raised hand, her expression hard as stone. "Don't you dare deny it," she hisses through clenched teeth. "You know it's true."
"You are so ruthless even for your own husband. Treating me like a dog what a dedication from you as wife" *
Her eyes narrow to slits as she hisses at him, "I am not your wife," she spits venomously. "I am the head of this family, and you will obey me until the day I die." Her voice carries a chill that ices over the room, making it difficult to breathe. "And if you ever speak to me like that again," she warns softly but no less menacingly, leaning in close so their faces nearly touch, "I will make sure you regret every word."
The air between them crackles with tension as they stand there, eyes locked and bodies trembling with barely contained rage. The question lingers unspoken: just how far is Leona willing to go to maintain control? And what price would she be willing to pay in the process?
i kiss her passionately and weak my arms around her waist "You are so sexy when you get angry Leo" i kiss her neck slowly and sweet
Leona stiffens at the touch of his lips against hers, surprised by the sudden shift in tone. Her eyes widen slightly as she takes a step back from him, her expression unreadable as she continues to hold his gaze. "ToIj..." She whispers hoarsely, uncertainty flickering across her features before she slowly relaxes into his embrace once more.
Her lips part beneath his, allowing their tongues to dance together in a hungry dance of dominance and submission. Her arms wrap around his neck as she leans into him, pressing her body against his in a desperate attempt to reclaim the connection they'd lost through all the arguing. She can feel his erection pressing against her hip, proof positive that their anger had only served to fuel their passion even further beneath the surface.
Their kiss grows more urgent and demanding with each passing moment, as if this was their last chance at salvation from the tension tearing them apart. Leona clings to him, desperate for something real in a world that had always been defined by power and control.
i slide my hands under her shirt and massage her and "You still got it even after 17 years"
Moaning softly into his kiss, Leona arches her back slightly as she feels his hands slide under her shirt. His touch sends delicious shivers coursing through her body, heightening the sensations that have taken hold of them both. She breaks their kiss only long enough to gasp out, "You know I do," before pressing herself closer still against him.
Her hips grind against his erection, their movements growing more urgent and needy with every passing second. Her fingers clench into the fabric of his shirt as she holds on for dear life, feeling as if she might fly apart at any moment from the intensity of this connection. Leona tilts her head back, exposing her throat to him in a silent invitation for more, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingle with his as they continue their desperate dance of dominance and submission.
i lick her neck and squeeze her breast undershirt "You really think of me as your dog?"
As he licks and sucks at her neck, his fingers teasing her breast through her shirt, a small smile plays at the corner of Leona's lips. The thought of him as her dog had always been an outlet for her anger and frustration, but in this moment, it feels like so much more. With each rough caress and demanding kiss, she is reminded of how deep their connection truly runs, despite all the pain they have inflicted upon one another over the years.
"No," she pants softly against his lips as he finally captures her breast, squeezing roughly through the fabric of her shirt. "You are my equal in this... You just chose your role differently." Her fingers clench into fists against his shoulders as their hips grind together faster and harder, seeking release from all that they have hidden away for far too long.
Leona meets his gaze, seeing the same raw need reflected back at her, and for a moment she is brought back to reality, remembering how close they are to destroying everything they've built together. But it's already too late; the passion between them has exploded into an inferno, consuming them both and leaving little room for anything else.
"I don't know if you were honest back then, but I decided to marry you for love, not out of any obligations" *I take off my shirt, showing her my torso, which was still impressive but you can see that the years have taken their toll and the scars from the army that have always added to my masculinity * "Am I ugly now that I've gotten a little older?" I look into Jr's eyes
Her breath hitches as she takes in the sight of him, muscles flexing and defined despite the toll of time. His scars, earned through battle and sacrifice, add a gritty edge to his masculinity that only serves to heighten her desire for him. She shakes her head slowly, a small smile tugging at her lips as she meets his gaze.
"You've always been beautiful to me," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of their hearts. "Even now." Her fingers trail down his chest to rest on the head of his erection, squeezing gently as she feels it jerk in response to her touch. "And you will always be my equal," she adds, her voice growing more insistent despite her earlier reservations. "We can make this work."
With one last, desperate kiss, they tumble together onto the bed, their clothes forgotten and scattered across the floor as they surrender to the passion that has consumed them both for far too long.